Only in the case of the Negro has the melting pot failed to bring a minority into the full stream of American life.

We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things. Not because they are easy, but because they are hard.

It was involuntary. They sank my boat.

Neither smiles nor frowns, neither good intentions nor harsh words, are a substitute for strength.

Malthus argued a century and a half ago that man, by using up all his available resources, would forever press on the limits of subsistence, thus condemning humanity to an indefinite future of misery and poverty. We can now begin to hope and, I believe, know that Malthus was expressing not a law of nature, but merely the limitation then of scientific and social wisdom. The truth or falsity of his prediction will depend now, with the tools we have, on our own actions, now and in the years to come.

There are only two realities in life: death and laughter. We can do nothing to change the former, so we might as well do all we can to save the latter.

It might be said now that I have the best of both worlds. A Harvard education and a Yale degree.